Up here in the gray Pacific North West winter, a rare sunny day needs to be properly appreciated. How better than this?

I consider my photography skills to be serviceable, at best. I just don’t have the patience, aptitude and equipment to really pursue it, but once in a while, a bit of serendipity strikes.

We were walking, and by the time I heard the unmistakeable symphony of a Porsche 356 engine announcing its coming, fished out my camera, and fired it up, it was almost gone. I panned a bit as I hit the trigger, something I normally never do, and lo and behold; it actually worked, more or less.

That particular photographic trick is one of the easier ones to pull off. To get the background blur you want, you just have to make sure your shutter speed isn’t set too fast. Give it a try at 1/15 sec., and you’ll be surprised how easy it is to get a keeper.

Heck, with my cheap cameras, I’m lucky to get a serviceable shot on a stationary object!

There’s no more old car driving right now until the salt clears, but the weirdest winter driving I’ve ever seen was a beautiful ’65 E-Type coupe out on one of those icy, snowy, salty evenings where I’d never dream of bringing even the Dart out! I’ve often wondered if that guy had a terminal disease or something and was taking a last ride, or even if he’d just bought it and was driving it home. The first I understand, the second, not so much.